the record button is off,” Liv says, but her voice is getting breathless as she pulls the chair closer and kneels on it.
She leans over the back of the chair. The panties stretch across her ass. I tighten my grip on my cock and stroke it, imagining shooting all over that smooth blue satin.
“Hey, wait.” Liv turns, her hair sliding over her shoulders as she peers into the camera. “I can’t see you if I’m turned around. And why are you still wearing a shirt?”
“Because I’m too busy staring at your ass. Turn around again and pull your panties down for me.”
She leans closer to the camera and gives me a mock frown that makes me want to reach through the camera and kiss her senseless.
“Okay,” she says. “But then you’re taking your shirt off. Boxers too.”
“Show me your ass, woman.”
Liv turns again and tucks her fingers into the waistband of her panties. After shooting me a wicked grin over her shoulder, she pushes them slowly down until her ass fills the screen. My blood pounds. I want to kiss and squeeze those perfect cheeks, slide my cock into the valley, then down between her legs where she can tighten her smooth thighs around my shaft…
A groan rumbles my chest. I’m as hard as a rock. I take a deep breath, trying to regain some control.
Liv twists around again and sits, the panties all tangled around her thighs. “Is your shirt still on?”
I pull my shirt off and throw it on the floor, then shove my boxers down.
“Oh.” Liv peers at the screen, her voice husky. “Very nice, professor. I so wish I could touch you. I wish I could
taste
you.”
My erection pulses at the thought of her sliding her tongue over my chest and stomach before she takes my cock into her hot mouth. I move my hand up and down my shaft, pressure boiling through me like steam.
“Now take off your bra,” I tell her.
She unhooks the front clasp, displaying her full breasts topped with hard nipples. Just the sight of them, the knowledge of how soft they are, almost makes me come. I rub my thumb over the head of my aching prick.
“Wait, I can’t see you.” Liv looks at the screen again, moving her hands up to her breasts. “Adjust your camera. You know how much I love watching you touch yourself.”
I shift the laptop. Liv draws in a breath, her lips parting.
“Oh, God, Dean,” she murmurs. “That’s so hot.”
“Move back.” I can’t take my eyes off her as she massages her breasts and plucks at her nipples.
She scoots back a little so I can see more of her, then she slides one hand down to her pussy. A visible shudder goes through her. She leans her head against the back of the chair and lets out a soft moan that goes straight to my blood.
“I want to watch you come,” she whispers, her gaze on the screen. “I wish you were here, wish I could wrap my fingers around your cock, take you in deep…”
My heart pounds. I work my hand faster, pressure flooding me. The sight of her all spread out in my office chair, one hand between her legs and the other playing with her breasts, fills me with urgency.
“Oh, Dean, I’m so… so
ready.
” Liv’s breathing intensifies. Her pale skin is flushed, her eyes filled with arousal. She bites down on her lower lip, the way she always does when she’s getting close.
I wish more than ever that I could feel her warm breath, taste her lips, push my cock into her sweet, hot pussy…
“I want to touch you again,” Liv murmurs, her chest heaving with the force of her breath. “I want you on me, in me… I want you again, Dean, it’s been too long… I’m ready for you… for
us
…”
Her throaty voice, the way she’s starting to writhe in the chair, is enough to bring me to full boil. She lets out a cry, her body trembling with vibrations. I watch her as she rides out the wave, her words fading into pants and moans.
I stroke my cock faster, and then the tightness in my groin explodes into blinding pleasure, jets of semen pooling onto my
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